Some Stories Take Years to Make Sense
For most of my life, I thought I was just an anxious overachiever — always running on empty, trying to do all the things, and wondering why everything felt harder than it seemed for everyone else.
When I was diagnosed with ADHD and autism at 45, everything finally started to make sense. This is what I wish I’d known sooner about rest, productivity, sensory needs, and learning to work with my brain instead of against it.
